Prose: “If Leaving Me Is Easy,” by Mike Gosalia

Me: Hey, I didn’t get the proofreading job.
Clara: Oh, I’m sorry, Bert. Keep applying, okay?
Me: Yeah, thanks. I got another interview for a college admissions essay editor. It’s in a week and a half. It’s also remote, but this one’s full-time, at least for a while…

Poetry: “April 14th One Week After Week One,” by Terry Trowbridge

Ten minutes ago lightning struck Lake Ontario.
The bolt edged the crown of a neighbour’s birch tree
then craned a hard vertical plunge over the shore cliff.

The starlings, dug into their cliffside holes,

Prose: “I Live Under My Boyfriend’s Bed,” by Meredith Riggs

I live under my boyfriend’s bed. It’s not the most ideal living arrangement. He thought it would be the most cost effective way for us to live together and still have our own personal space since Chicago has been getting more expensive lately. We’re both in law school and neither of us wanted to take […]